Born to Heal (BL) — A Two A.M. Couch

Is he always this nice to you? You were in the hospital, and he brought you food three days in a row. Himself. Not through delivery.

He's just being a doctor. Taking care of his patient. Marcus said doctor and patient. and something about the way he said it felt wrong.

But what scared me more was that I stood there thinking about it and still couldn't come up with a better word for what we were. It was two in the morning and the only thing stuck on loop in my head was him.

His fingers, his voice, his breath behind me. I told myself that was normal. Anyone would still be messed up after an exam like that. But what I was feeling didn't feel like fear.

It felt like anticipation. Ethan? What are you doing here? Your mom asked me to come by. She said you live alone and needed someone to keep an eye on you while you recover. She gave me the

How long have you been here? Two hours. We were out cold. Can't sleep? Me neither.

He was sitting there at two in the morning on my couch and he said, me neither? Three words, light as air, but they landed on my chest like something too heavy to breathe through. I woke up and the first thing I saw was his face. Then it hit me. I never went back to my room last night. I sat down next to him. We talked and I fell asleep

What does that mean? I don't know but my body knew it chose the spot beside him